Everyone stared in astonishment when the Teng Snake Shiki emerged.
That ancient yet ferocious aura, along with the terrifying pressure, could not be ignored.
Such a technique from an Onmyoji was unheard of for the vast majority of martial artists.
And at this moment, such a technique appeared, manifested by the incantations of Ise Akikiyo.
It was hard to imagine if one could withstand such a technique when facing it.
And Chen Fan repelling the Shiki with a single sword strike further stirred their hearts, leaving them immensely shocked.
Su Yingxia's eyes widened, and she unconsciously clenched her fists.
There were many things she could never have imagined when she was the eldest daughter of the Su family in Hang Jiang.
Chen Fan repeatedly provoked unfathomable powerful beings, as if lifting a veil that covered the secular world, allowing her to see the reality of this world more and more.
If this detestable fellow were swallowed by this giant serpent, wouldn't it all be over?
With this thought in mind, Su Yingxia's feelings suddenly became complicated.
A mixture of anticipation, exhilaration, and perhaps a hint of melancholy.
Zuo Lizhou stood proudly, his gaze turning cold and stern as he looked at the bleeding Shiki that Chen Fan had cleaved.
To him, this Shiki was nothing special; it posed no significant threat against the True Intent of Martial Arts.
However, Chen Fan's ability to fight three opponents and still not be defeated compelled him to take notice.
He hadn't paid much attention when Chen Fan killed Gao Hongchang.
Later, on the way to Qixing Ridge, the complete annihilation of the seven Grandmasters was largely due to the combat prowess of the Martial Saint of the Nation.
But this time, he could see that Chen Fan's strength had improved further.
Especially the surging, condensed, and unyielding battle intent that, even from this distance, made him feel its extraordinary nature.
With his cultivation, how could he not know that at the end of the path for a Martial Arts Grandmaster, it was the martial will that was truly tested?
That insurmountable heavenly-human barrier brought despair; without sufficient will, a martial arts grandmaster could never take that step in their lifetime.
"Alliance Leader, should we intervene?"
A lean man asked respectfully.
Zuo Lizhou narrowed his eyes and raised his hand, signaling.
The man immediately understood, exchanged glances with a few martial artists beside him, and quietly moved towards Chen Fan.
The Shiki writhed, as if angered by Chen Fan, and suddenly whipped its tail.
The enormous tail descended like a mountain.
Chen Fan stood with his sword, his gaze growing more indifferent.
*Swish*, Yagyu Jubei seized an opportunity to breathe, swiftly adjusted, and attacked with his sword.
It was still the Kiku-no-Kiri, the strongest move in the Three-Sword Style, aimed directly at Chen Fan's ribs.
*Rumble!*
Innumerable dragon roars echoed from within Chen Fan's body.
Without even looking at Yagyu Jubei's sword strike, he suddenly leaped up, his sword cleaving towards the soaring Shiki.
Sword energy surged, spanning the void.
The giant tail swung down, and under the sword energy, it shattered into more than a dozen segments in an instant, falling from the sky and dissipating into black mist.
The Shiki let out a mournful cry, writhing and emitting a piercing sound.
Yagyu Jubei's expression was one of horrified shock as he pursued Chen Fan with his sword.
Chen Fan lowered his sword edge. Tian Cong Yun trembled, its demonic aura growing more terrifying. As the sword edge plunged down, its sword energy pierced through Yagyu Jubei's sword momentum.
It was impossible to describe the ferocity of this sword energy in words.
Concurrently, Chen Fan suddenly raised his left hand and grabbed, his true qi surging and transforming into a large hand that struck the soaring Teng Snake Shiki.
*Boom*, the hand formed of true qi condensed Chen Fan's blazing battle intent, as if countless battle-hardened spirits had reached out together, countless indestructible wills transforming into this grab.
As the great hand descended, the black mist dissipated layer by layer.
The great serpent vibrated its wings in mid-air, futilely and powerlessly.
*Boom*, the moment the great hand closed, the entire Shiki suddenly exploded. Da Feng Novel Network.
Not far away, Ise Akikiyo, his face pale, trembled and spat out a mouthful of blood.
His fair, smooth face rapidly aged, wrinkles and lines like vines appearing and covering his face.
Beneath his Onmyoji hat, strands of white hair extended, making him appear like a candle flickering in the wind.
In that instant, he aged by fifty to sixty years, his back hunched and stooped, swaying precariously.
The Teng Snake Shiki was strong among the Shiki served by many Onmyoji in Sakurajima, but the price paid by the Onmyoji was also greater; they were intrinsically linked to their Shiki.
Although the Teng Snake Shiki was crushed by Chen Fan's hand, it did not vanish into thin air or become completely destroyed.
However, the Teng Snake Shiki was severely damaged, causing Ise Akikiyo to be backlashed by the Shiki, instantly depleting his life force.
Of course, this was also because he was already very old. Although he appeared young initially, it was due to the art of Onmyodo; his actual age was well over a hundred.
As the Teng Snake exploded, the expressions of everyone on the cargo ship turned solemn, showing shock.
The scene was truly shocking, almost unbelievable.
That seemingly powerful and terrifying Teng Snake could not withstand Chen Fan's aerial grasp?
"This True Intent of Martial Arts pierces the heavens and envelops the surroundings. Chen Tianjiao's martial arts and cultivation methods have merged into one!"
Beside Zuo Lizhou, Xin Beitian squinted and suddenly spoke.
"This child cannot be allowed to live!"
Another tall and imposing man also spoke at this moment.
He wore a white shirt and was followed by two disciples, his eyes carrying a sinister glint.
This man was named Wang Wuzhong, from Jinxi, also a Martial Arts Grandmaster, and a close confidant of Zuo Lizhou.
Zuo Lizhou snorted coldly, "We came here to kill him. We absolutely cannot let him leave this ship alive."
Saying so, he beckoned towards a spot further away.
A young man in a suit, with a clean-cut face, walked over under the escort of bodyguards and nodded slightly to Zuo Lizhou.
"President Lu, why hasn't Wu Zhao shown himself? What does he really want?"
Staring at the young man, Zuo Lizhou's aura surged, his pressure enveloping the man.
The man's body stiffened slightly, but his expression remained calm, "Alliance Leader Zuo, Wu Zhao is not my subordinate. He doesn't necessarily tell me where he is or what he's doing."
Zuo Lizhou's face turned grim.
"In the current situation, why doesn't Alliance Leader Zuo kill Chen Tianjiao first? It would be revenge, and it would also eliminate a major threat to the Brotherhood!"
The young man said, "Wu Zhao is likely still on the Mayflower. He will show himself then!"
Zuo Lizhou snorted coldly, "If Wu Zhao doesn't give me an explanation today, Lu Bicheng, don't blame me for turning hostile. You must understand that the Brotherhood is a vassal of the Hero Alliance, not a tool for the Brotherhood!"
Lu Bicheng gave a wry smile and said, "Alliance Leader Zuo, let's resolve the enemy first, and then we can talk about other matters."
"Don't think I don't know Wu Zhao harbors ill intentions?"
Zuo Lizhou snorted, extremely displeased, but still turned his gaze towards Chen Fan.
At this moment, as the Teng Snake exploded, Chen Fan's sword energy descended, forcing Yagyu Jubei to retreat.
Chen Fan descended from the air.
Watanabe Akiyoshi naturally would not miss the opportunity and struck from mid-air.
Simultaneously, several dark figures suddenly appeared, attacking the falling Chen Fan.
Chen Fan's sword in his hand blocked them defensively.
With a *ding* of impact, the sword energy shattered.
Watanabe Akiyoshi's sword contained countless variations, but upon colliding with Tian Cong Yun, his sword momentum was like being devoured by a ferocious primordial beast, scattering instantly.
The Tian Cong Yun sword was too fierce and powerful.
Watanabe Akiyoshi could even feel his sword emitting a mournful cry.